Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 724 Parting
Two months after accompanying Orles to the Central Star Region, Tilan met Ewen Qilin again.

"Tilan has grown up."

Ewenkilin spoke like this when the two met in the white courtyard. She was wearing a snow-white long gauze dress, and her soft figure was outlined by the long dress, like a marble sculpture handed down from generation to generation.

"Hello, teacher." Tilan still remembers the time when she and Blanche studied piano with Evelyn.

The two walked hand in hand on the green grass and talked about the changes over the years.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to see Blanche in the future." Ewen Qilin sighed.

Ever since the Western Star Region and the Federal Central Region parted ways, as the core of the West, Blanche could no longer risk leaving there and coming to the Central Star Region. The same goes for Evan Qilin.

Talking about the time when the three of them spent together, Tilan also felt a little nostalgic. That period of time in college was probably the most relaxing and comfortable time for her. There were no various affairs and challenges to deal with in high school, nor did she have to run around after graduation. She only needed to sit under the shade of a tree, read a book, and study and have fun with everyone.

"Tilan has matured." Ewen Qilin commented on the black-haired girl.

Compared to the youthfulness and tranquility when she first entered university, although Tilan's appearance has not changed much now, her temperament is obviously much calmer, with a kind of unfathomable mystery. She has also shed her past restraints and has a unique cold temperament.

The two walked across the snow-white stone slabs among the green grass and came to a guardrail chair in a pavilion to sit down.

"Are you coming back this time because you are worried about Orlais?" Ewen Qilin also knew that Orlais was alive.

"Yes, she can't remember a lot of things and is a little shy." Tilan thought of Ores, who had recently become familiar with the Shitide family, and felt relieved.

"It's good to be alive. Thank you two for your hard work. You must have encountered many difficulties living in such a remote place." Ewen Qilin looked at Tilan lovingly and wanted to touch her head, but she held back. After all, her identities are different now.

To Ewenqilin, both Tilan and Orlais were like children in her heart because they were much younger than her.

"It's okay. Although I encountered some challenges, overall I have gained a lot in the past few years." Tilan shook her head slightly.

"Is that so?" Seeing Tilan so confident, Ewen Qilin gradually believed it.

"Then let's not talk about this."

After talking about the past, there was a brief pause in their conversation, and soon after, Ewen Qilin spoke.

"What do you think, Tilan? Where are you going to lead the people of the southern star region?"

In fact, Ewen Qilin didn't quite understand Tilan's actions. In her opinion, if Tilan was willing to stay in the central star field, she could give up her position to her now. Why should she go to the southern star field and cause conflict?

"Me?" Tilan hesitated for a moment.

"Maybe some reforms need to be made. If I stay in the central star field, the resistance will be too great and it will be difficult for me to complete it. So I can only return to the southern star field first." It is unnecessary to lie to the singer, so Tilan expressed her true thoughts.

"If the resistance is great, Idlia and I should be able to help you a little." Ewenqilin and Idlia were both optimistic about Tilan, especially after Orlais's accident, they thought it would be most appropriate to let Tilan take over that position.

The other singers either lacked the ability or were not of the right status, and all had many problems.

"This..." Tilan hesitated whether to directly state the ultimate goal, which was to completely change the federal system and the shackles of human genetic editing.

"Is it hard to say?" Ewen Qilin noticed Tilan's hesitation.

"Then let's not talk about it." Ewen Qilin comforted her. This considerate gesture made Tilan feel a little ashamed.

“Because there are many things involved, I’m afraid I can’t explain it clearly to you now,” Tilan explained.

Afterwards, the two changed the topic and talked about the recently rising 'Green Jasmine' Xiang Keer.

"I met that child several times," recalled Ewen Qilin.

"Her ideas are very novel, although they seem rebellious to some older people." It must be quite rebellious to be evaluated as novel by Ewen Qilin so gently, Tilan thought.

"Senior, do you not agree with the 'Connector' format?" She guessed that the other party should have understood this technology and method.

"I personally am not used to it." The other person stood up and slowly looked at the sea of ​​white flowers in the distance.

"I am more accustomed to being alone, even if some things may be difficult to do." Ewen Qilin said about her personality.

"I see." Tilan felt that she was similar to the other person in this respect, but not so serious.

"So what are you going to do, senior?" she asked, looking up.

"Let it develop naturally." Ewen Qilin gently gathered the hair in front of her with her fingers, and the golden silk thread entangled between her fingers.

"If it comes to the point where it affects basic order and public security, I will intervene." She said this after making a lot of determination. After all, with her personality, if it is not an unforgivable crime, it should be within the range of forgiveness and education.

In response to this, Tilan nodded slightly and said nothing more. After all, she was not operating in the central star field now, and as a kind of "parent" singer, Ewen Qilin, the other singers active in the central star field only needed to listen to her mediation and arrangements.

The two then chatted for a while, ending the more formal topics and then talking about some trivial things in life until it was almost evening.

"Then it's settled. Next time, Tilan, remember to bring Ores with you." Ewen Qilin stood there and waved goodbye to Tilan.

"I will. Goodbye, senior." Tilan also waved and turned to leave.

……

The silver-white shuttle flew slowly over the top of the clouds, with wisps of air dispersed by the wings, leaving a long and thin trail in the sky.

In the hall inside the shuttle, members dressed in white robes stood around the central ritual circle. On the back of their white robes was a black sun, which emitted flames like wings, conveying a sense of despair and sacrifice.

At this moment, two figures were vaguely displayed in the magic circle. Anyone who was slightly familiar with them could quickly distinguish them from the two top singers in the Federation.

What Tilan and Ewenqilin didn't know was that her conversation with Ewenqilin had been known to outsiders, and the special thing about this method was that even the Tribunal and federal officials were unaware of it.

"Two stars must not meet. The intersection of the dark star and the pure white star will inevitably bring unpredictable crisis." A blindfolded woman kneeling in front of the ritual formation whispered.

"What the Wing Leader means is that Heshia Tilan can no longer be allowed to stay in the central star field." A senior member standing nearby gave the order.

"We understand." Then a small aircraft left the shuttle and delivered the news to an unknown distance.

Half a month later, a number of unexpected news came from the production base of the 'Emerald Dragon' in the southern star region, including human sabotage, espionage, sudden disappearances, etc. In addition, rumors spread in some other star regions, saying that the production base established by the local 'Emerald Dragon' had destroyed the local environment, and that employees bullied local people, etc.

In the central star region, a large-scale protest broke out, accusing the Emerald Dragon organization of violating the constitution and the singer Heshia Tilan of being highly suspected of splitting the Federation. They demanded that the Golden Flame Flower Cathedral deprive her of her status as a singer and that the Inquisition investigate Heshia Tilan's whereabouts on the lost planet. The other party might be involved in a new race that sheltered the survivors of the fifth season, intending to become the "dark sun" that rules mankind. All kinds of news and intelligence forced Heshia to deal with them at her own pace, and she decided to return to the southern star region to stabilize the situation after a month.

……

In the room of the underwater mansion, the two sat opposite each other, with the freshly served employee meal still steaming in front of them.

"Your daughter is back. You were so heartless that you couldn't bear to go and see her for such a long time." Prince stirred the lunch box in front of him with a spoon.

"You can't go and see. You don't know how strong a singer's intuition is. If I go, she will definitely notice it, and then it will be embarrassing." The man opposite ate his food mouthful by mouthful and then drank the iced drink.

"Yeah, it's very embarrassing. If she finds out that you have murderous intentions, you won't know what to say, right?" Prince knew the other person's character very well.

"I promised Yongrong that I would take good care of Tilan." The man just said this with a sigh.

"If Tilan were an ordinary girl, I should be able to fulfill this rule well."

"It's a pity that she is not. Like Themisia, she will one day jump out of that small underground city and appear in front of everyone."

"Even if I wanted to hide her, no matter her looks or talent, she can't be mediocre, and if I keep her, it will bring many problems."

"My existence is the biggest flaw. As a singer, everyone around her will definitely be the focus of attention. Once I am exposed, Tilan's identity will be quickly guessed, and members of the organization will come looking for her."

"But now, people in the organization have also noticed her and started to suspect that she is the one in the prophecy." Prince ate his meal and occasionally drank some red wine.

"I have been following your comeback for more than a year, and now I understand some of the situation."

"Based on my observation, the purpose of this organization is probably not to rule the world. Their existence is to make the world move forward step by step in the direction of that prophecy." Prince put down the spoon.

"If there are any accidents, they will try their best to adjust the deviated trajectory back to the original trajectory."

"Yes." The man put down his chopsticks.

"In the prophecy, Tilan is the final despair, and the darkness she brings will devour the entire human civilization."

"Isn't this what you have always been looking forward to, to destroy this rotten world." Prince said mockingly.

"But I've changed." The man took a deep breath.

"Haha, this is the weakness of having a wife and children." Prince found it funny and put down the spoon after finishing his lunch.

"Fate... this word is so magical and ironic, it makes such a ruthless and decisive person become so hesitant and regretful."

"Tell me the truth, during the time you spent with your family, did you often feel ashamed and blame yourself for hiding so many things?" Prince saw the origin of the man's fragility.

"If you had told Gu Yongrong earlier that we still had two daughters, many things could have been avoided. You must have been regretting it all along."

"But you definitely wouldn't say it at that time, because if you did, it would mean that this marriage was a complete scam, and you just needed Gu Yongrong to give birth to that special life for you. One wrong step led to another, and you couldn't change it later. In the end, you could only choose to escape, numb yourself by finding the truth, and leave Tilan alone at home." Prince's words pierced through the other party's disguise like a sharp knife.

"So now, you have no face and dare not see Tilan, because you are a failed father and a man who betrayed his wife." His words made the man opposite him tremble his wrist, but he finally let it go.

A cigarette was lit in this small room, and the smoke slowly spread out.

"You're right. I'm a failure and have done many things that are irreversible." He rested his elbows on his knees and lowered his head to the ground.

"Heh." Prince laughed for no reason, then walked over with a cold look and picked up the man.

"Haha, hahahahahahahahaha!" The wanton laughter was blatant and crazy, and was particularly harsh in this small room.

"Idiot! Coward! A scum like you actually wants me to work for you!" His eyes and face approached, almost shouting in the other's ear.

"This is ridiculous. Do you think what you are doing now is redemption? Are you doing it to save all of humanity? Don't fool them!"

"No one asked you to do this. You were the only one who was moved by it. In the end, you are still running away! I think your daughter is much stronger than you. At least she is much more mature and decisive now."

"If you still have some conscience now, you should find a shoelace and hang yourself in the toilet, ending this ridiculous life and letting everyone's impression of you remain in the past!" Prince continued to speak mercilessly, attacking the other party's will that was on the verge of shattering.

"Don't worry, I will collect your body and flush your ashes into the sewer. I will then tell Tilan that her father died in a great adventure. This will give the child a reassuring impression and resolve her regrets."

"What do you think? Is this a good idea?" He threw the man he was holding down.

"If you think it's okay, then crawl into the bathroom now and don't bother others." He sat back on the sofa and looked coldly at the decadent figure lying on the ground.

The room was quiet for a long time.

The man on the ground slowly propped himself up. He watched the people outside the door move slowly and stagger forward. When he grasped the door handle, the coldness of the metal made him stop.

There was another long silence.

"I can't die yet." He said this and let go of his hand.

"I want to find out all the truth and see it to the end." The expression on his face changed, from decadent at the beginning to gloomy, and then from gloomy to clear.

"Morality is not a cure. Someone has to be responsible for things. If it's my fault, let me make up for it."

"Can you make up for it?" Prince's cold voice still came from not far away.

"Whether I can make up for it is not your turn to judge." The man turned around, his fingers moving like a phantom, and a brown and silver pistol appeared, the muzzle of the gun pointed directly at Prince who was sitting on the sofa, and the bright red aiming light appeared between the other's eyebrows.

Two seconds later, the man smiled, his finger slipped from the trigger, and the pistol flew in a parabola towards Prince, who caught it in his hand.

"Here, take it. If you ever find me useless, just use this to kill me. Stop talking nonsense."

"Hehe, you're using this method of showing off again. I always thought that this trick of yours was very useful in deceiving young girls." Prince took the gun and put it into the belt behind his waist.

"At least you still have some ambition." He stood up, patted the other person, then opened the door and walked out.

"It's time to get to work, our 'head chef' Mr. Adam Amy."

I was stuck last night 0 0,,

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